Overheard At a Show

I'm plumbing through the content of our tape of the band's 4/16/05 show at Ash. It was taped by a guy with whom until recently I worked, and as always happens when someone is holding a camera for 45 minutes, they don't stay all that quiet.

So I'm picking up little bits of conversation and such, including this encourage exchange:

"So who is this band?"
"This is Josh's, uh, a guy I work with, his band."
"Sweet!"
"Yeah, I had no idea."

Documentary proof of that age-old truism -- when someone invites you to a show, you really have to expect they'll suck.